the mechanic book 3 the trial arc

chapter 7

Izutsuyu household

*Izuku opened the door with a huge grin on his face as Tsuyu walked inside with her arm crossed. She was attacked by a hug from Melissa, who still hasn't gone back home.

Melissa: Oh my God, I saw the news. Are you too, ok?!

Tsuyu: We're fine. Kero

Melissa: Izuku, why is your neck red?

Izuku: Tsuyu tried to strangle me.

Zuku said, chuckling as he closed the door, getting a sense of relief hearing the mechanics of the new door closing so no one could come inside.

Tsuyu: I can'tn'tlieve that's why you paid so much, Kero.

Izuku: It was a car that could transform into a motorcycle. How is that not cool?!

Melissa: I have to agree after all; that's why I showed it to him.

Tsuyu: .....you ....what? Kero

Melissa flinched as she slapped her mouth, looking down, scared. She glanced at Izuku for some sort of salvation, then a memory appeared on her face."

Melissa:h...hey! Look at it this way: at least he did it now and not at the wedding like he wanted to!

Izuku:. . . .oh you bitch

Zuku said, looking at the smirking Melissa. His eyes then shifted nervously at an angry Tsuyu who's glaring at him.

Tsuyu: It's a good thing he didn't since there wouldn't be a honey moon since he would be dead. Do I make myself clear, Izuku Kero?

Izuku: Cristal, my love, why don't I just make us some tea to calm down?

*Izuku limbed as fast as he could to the kitchen since one of the things that was lost with Mutt was his cane. And more important than that is Tsuyu's video game, which Tsuyu hasn't noticed yet, so Izuku needs to put her in maximum calmness before she...

Tsuyu: Also, you're going to pay for me losing my video game. Kero

Izuku:....crap... Yes love Whatever love wants

Tsuyu: Don't you use American dad on me. Kero

Izuku:fuck! Melissa, I hate you for giving her the complete series.

Melissa, hey, she needed some protection from all your references.

*Before any more banter could be had, the sounds of keys entering the door were heard. They gave keys to all their loved ones, so there was no fear, only mild curiosity. When the door was slammed open, in came Mitsuki, Masaru, and Inko. All of them were holding folders; they ignored the younger adults and placed all the folders on the table.

Izuku: Ok, I'll bite. What is all that?

Inko: Oh, the wedding plans. Cakes, venue, seating, floral presentation, etc.

Tsuyu:why? There's only going to be 16–20 people for a small wedding. Kero

Out of curiosity, who is going to come?

Izuku:you, other mom, dad, Kaina, uncle Masaru, aunty Mitsuki, Marinette, Chloe, Melissa, Eri, a pimp named Slickback, Lucky, Bucky, RKO, and maybe Momo and Kyoka, depending on how they act until then.

*Inko glanced at Tsuyu with concern.*

Inko: Tsuyu, what about your family?

Tsuyu: My father is an absolute no, my siblings' chances of coming are low if they keep acting the way they do to Izuku, and my mother? She's a maybe I'll think about it later, Kero.